Chapter 1120: Past Master

On the top floor of a nine-layered attic not far from the central square in the holy city of Qingtian, there is hazy chaos looming, and several big people with unfathomable aura sit cross-legged here.
The big figures sitting here include the Holy Lord of the Twelve Heavenly Palace, and some ancestors of other Holy Land-level powers.
To be able to sit in the position of the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Palace, at least the powerhouse of the ninth-level great emperor, and the ancestors of the other sacred land-level great forces, who are qualified to sit with the great emperor, must have at least the cultivation level of the ninth-level emperor .
These big figures gathered here, naturally, not to watch the competition, but to discuss the matter of Chaos Valley and Fire Ancestor God Realm.
Whether it is the Great Ancestor of Chaos or the Sovereign of Ancestral Fire, they are all Taoist-level existences in the years before the beginning. Such a strong person is reincarnated and reborn. As long as it develops smoothly, it will not take long for the Taoist to reappear. In this era when the Taoist master is not born, it can be described as an invincible existence.
At that time, all the powerful and forces in the Bafang Supreme Realm will succumb to the power of the Taoist master, and under the pressure of the Taoist master, it will be even more difficult to achieve the Taoist master.
The Qingtian Palace’s attack on the Fire Ancestor God’s Domain has been continuing, and the two sides have suffered damage to each other. So far, the main force of the battle is still at the level of the ninth-level king. Even if there are powerhouses above the ninth-level king, they rarely do. There was a large-scale conflict.
If the battle escalates to the level of the ninth-class emperor or even the supreme powerhouse, then the destructive power of these powerhouses' fights can almost be said to destroy the world.
"Boss Zhu Huo, you are a good disciple, you can already condense ice and fire at a young age."
An elderly man with white beard suddenly looked at a middle-aged man sitting not far away and said with a smile.
For a time, many eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and this man was the ancestor of the Zhu Huo family, who had survived for nearly hundreds of millions of years.
The Zhu Huo family is famous. It was originally known for being good at controlling fire. Later, in his generation, he developed a method of fusing ice and fire, which made the Zhu Huo family famous once again.
This ancestor Zhu Huo's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Ninth-Rank God Sovereign, but by means of fusing the power of ice and fire, even the powerhouses of the late Ninth-Rank God Sovereign were not willing to fight him.
"Haha, fellow Daoist praised, my disciple is able to use this method only by means of formations, it's not worthwhile, not worthy..."
The ancestor Zhu Huo was very humble, but everyone could see the smile on his face, obviously he was very satisfied with his disciple's performance.
"boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the central square, the sound was deafening.
"It seems that the disciple of Old Monster Zhu Huo has won." Someone laughed.
"Although my disciple is not talented, it is okay to win the top ten in this competition." Zhu Huo ancestor smiled lightly.
But when his divine sense spread out, he saw that the figure of his disciple was no longer on the martial arts stage in the central square, only a young man with a furnace suspended above his head.
"If there is no Zixiao Refining Furnace, even my physical body will not be able to withstand the power of ice and fire. It is indeed a powerful method."
Luo Xiu muttered to himself, raised his hand to grab, and took a storage ring in his hand, glanced at the ashes floating in the air, and said coldly, "I didn't want to kill you, but You want to kill me, so you have to die."
When being attacked by the Quartet Ice and Fire Array, the short man didn't leave any hands at all, and he arrogantly said that he dared to offend the Three Goddess is a crime worthy of death!
Luo Xiu didn't keep any hands for this kind of guy who didn't know how to advance or retreat. After he defended the attack with the Purple Heaven Refining Furnace, he used the supernatural power of Slaughter to defeat the opponent's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and then shot his body with a flame. Burned to ashes.
"Bastard!"
Just as Luo Xiu was about to step down from the martial arts stage, a roar full of monstrous anger echoed over the entire Qingtian holy city.
This roar suppressed everyone in the central square, because a vast and unpredictable terrorist coercion enveloped everyone.
In the nine-layered attic not far away, the figure of the ancestor Zhu Huo disappeared instantly, and the next moment he came to the sky above the central square.
There is a terrible flame around him, and this flame is not the power of the flame rules, but his anger!
"Boss Zhu Huo, the short-term guardian is going crazy."
"The kid who was killed seems to be Old Monster Zhu Huo's most beloved disciple. I didn't expect that even if he mastered the power of ice and fire, he could be killed. This young man is not easy."
"This child seems to be hazy, obviously using secret techniques to change his appearance and aura."
The people sitting in the nine-layered attic were all big people, and they didn't pay attention to it at first. At this moment, they condensed the past with divine consciousness, and then discovered some clues and flaws in Luo Xiu.
After all, the difference in cultivation level is too great, even if it is Wuxiang Dao, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot make up for the huge difference in cultivation level.
The ancestors of All Sacred Lands cast their eyes on the Holy Master of the Twelfth Heavenly Palace, but saw that the twelve Holy Masters had their eyes closed, and they didn't mean to speak at all.
"The young man on that stage seems to be called Wendao? It doesn't seem to be of any special origin or origin..."
Speaking of this, it is already obvious. It is just a junior with no background. It is not guilty to offend the angry boss Zhu Huo for such a person. Naturally, no one will stand up to stop the behavior of the boss Zhu Huo. .
In the central square, Luo Xiu's stepping motion stopped for an instant. It was not that he did not take this step, but that he stepped out, but his feet could not fall.
Because an extremely terrifying aura locked him, the moment he was locked, cold sweat broke out on his body involuntarily, and he felt the crisis of death.
Under the whole world, he can feel the existence of death crisis just by relying on the lock of breath, at least he is a powerhouse of the ninth emperor!
He looked up with difficulty, and then saw the ancestor Zhu Huo in the air.
"Junior, you dare to kill my disciple!" Zhu Huo's ancestor's voice was extremely cold, even though the opponent was just a junior of the eighth-class gods and demons, and he used his identity to bully the small, but that was his favorite His disciple, even he loves this disciple more closely than his own son!
Luo Xiu's heart couldn't help but smile, and the wild goose was pecked all day long. His rise in this life killed an unknown number of strong opponents, and because of this, he was hunted down by an unknown number of strong people. But today, he seems to be truly doomed.
"Die!"
The ancestor Zhu Huo didn’t say any unnecessary nonsense. Although no other strong man came forward to interfere with this matter, he would still be easily distracted by doing such things as a ninth-class ancestor of the gods and emperors. It's better to make a quick fight.
The ancestor Zhu Huo just pressed it down with a palm, and Luo Xiu felt as if the avenues of the heavens were rushing over. The tyrannical body he was proud of was instantly squeezed and deformed, and it would shatter at any time.
This is a huge gap in realm. Even if he knew he was going to die, he couldn't even move a finger under the pressure of the opponent.
"boom!"
However, at this moment, the sky of the blue sky holy city suddenly became extremely dim, and a wrinkled vicissitudes of life suddenly appeared in the void.
At the moment when this big hand appeared, the twelfth heavenly palace in the nine-layered attic flew out, and then saw the big hand with a palm of the hand and shot the ancestor Zhu Huo flying out, directly turning into the distant horizon. A black spot disappeared completely, I don't know how far it was shot.
At the same time, Luo Xiu felt the aura of suppressing himself dissipated, his body regained freedom, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
He looked up, after the big hand of vicissitudes shot the ancestor Zhu Huo flying, he retracted into the void.
The entire blue sky holy city became silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes looked at Luo Xiu on the competition stage in amazement.
At this moment, even a stupid person can think that the sudden appearance of the big hand just now must be to save this person. This seemingly humble guy has a mysterious strong backing!
Many people of the younger generation don't understand, but the older generations all know the power of the ancestor Zhu Huo. How powerful is it to shoot the ancestor Zhu Huo out with a slap? At the very least, it is also the nine-class emperor, right?
"The contest continues."
It wasn't until a long silence that a voice echoed in everyone's ears, and the person who spoke was surprisingly the Holy Master Qingtian.
The bodies of the twelve holy masters of the heavenly palace are shrouded in divine light, making people unable to see their faces, and the powerful Dao charm surrounding them is even more awe-inspiring.
But Luo Xiu seemed to feel the twelve divine consciousness sweeping over him intentionally or unintentionally, obviously because the scene that happened just now caused him to be paid attention to by the twelve heavenly masters.
In fact, even Luo Xiu himself was a little puzzled. He knew very well that he had no so-called backer, so why would anyone help?
The competition continued, and after the next knockout, the top ten places were finally determined, and Luo Xiu was naturally among them.
"Master, is that you?"
Suddenly, a vague back figure appeared in Luo Xiu's mind. This back figure was exactly the figure he saw on the scroll of the Great Desolate Ancient City. When he saw this figure, he believed that the owner of the figure was him. Master of previous lives.
If there is a strong man in the heavens that he knows, then the master of the previous life must be one, because he knew when he was in the ancient city of the wild, his master was alone and smashed into the heavens!
No one came to explain to him, so Luo Xiu was still very confused. If the person who rescued him was his master, then he must have known the relationship between them in the previous life, but the teacher Why doesn't Zun show up?
"My son, I'm going to the land of Daoyuan." Hu Qingqing's voice suddenly came, pulling Luo Xiu from his thoughts back to reality.
Hu Qingqing didn't ask much about the identity of the mysterious strong man. She also saw Luo Xiu's doubts and puzzles. She suddenly felt that she had been calm and calm all the time. The son Zhizhu was holding, the depths of her eyes appeared A trace of confusion.